The sky above the raging sea was a chaotic canvas of red and gold. Chiyo hovered in the air, her dark hair whipping violently in the gale force winds. Around her, the massive ten headed golden dragon roared.
It was woven entirely from her Imperial Qi, a power that outshone even the grandest legends of the Lan clan. The beast coiled around the red monster, its ten heads snapping and tearing at the thick, crimson scales.
Chiyo watched the black blood spray from the monster. She smiled, though her eyes carried a heavy burden. She floated there, contemplating her choices. Was it a mistake? She had purposely changed what was supposed to happen in this loop.
By giving Meiling her mother and telling her to run, she had derailed the everything. It was a massive risk. It went against everything they had planned before.
